Six people trekked down the hallway and stepped into an elevator. Clint pressed level6 and put his hands behind his back, resting just above his firm ass. Yes. Please gods, let my staring go unnoticed.
Of course, with Annabeth Chase in the elevator, nothing goes unnoticed. She glared at Helena with a look that pretty much said: We're here to work on the behalf of our gods. Do not. Screw. This. Up! Yeah, she was a blast…
As they reached level6, the pirate stepped out first, followed by his agents and then Chiron with Annabeth and Helena quickly following. The director let Clint go first and he led them towards a training area, this room however had one large mat in the middle, made to soften your fall, a wall filled with guns and ammo, knives, swords and some black scarves. On the mat were two people moving faster than an average human brain would be able to record, but thanks to the demigods ADHD, they could see just fine. One was a woman, she had red hair, and was shorter than the man. She had a curvy figure, but could still move like a cat. Her movements made Helena think of a jaguar on a hunt. She was beautiful, Aphrodite-Cabin beautiful and she had on a stoic expression, but her eyes glinted with happiness. Her opponent had his back towards them, but Helena could see the lines of muscles through his black vest. It covered his back, but exposed his arms, so you could see some faint scars on the tan skin. He looked like someone who trained a lot, but not overly muscular. He had black, unruly (or was is curly), and again , his front was not had a swimmers body and moved like the wave.
The two partners moved like two parts of one movement. When one would throw a punch, the other would have already predicted it and blocked it. It was like they could read each other's thoughts. It looked like some serious fight, but the woman had a smile on her face and let out a small laugh here and there. Suddenly the man made an unexpected move and threw the woman down on the mat, placing a foot on her rising chest. With a chuckle he lifted the black vest, revealing a strong back and a tattoo that made Helena's insides want to throw out her breakfast. Traitor. Murder. Godless. It was Percy Jackson.
Percy removed his foot and waited until the woman stood again. Helena got a better look at her and felt herself frown. We're everyone here beautiful? The woman's eyes shined in the light and she looked to be about 26 years old.
''Unfair,'' she whined and gestured to the man' abdomen.
'''If you got assets, use assets,''' said the man in a quoting voice and laughed.
'' Yeah, but not your abs! It's not like I can show of my breast's to make you tremble,'' she threw back with a slight whine in her voice.
''I wouldn't mind.''
Smack! And Percy was down on the mat cracking up, holding his left cheek. Helena glanced at Annabeth to see her fuming with rage, but Helena couldn't make it out to be rage directed to Percy, or the woman. Director Fury cleared his throat and looked at the pair with his one eye.
''Agent's, If I may have your attention. These are and Miss's Annabeth Chase and Helena McMillan, they come from camp Half-blood and have come to us with information about Agent Melissa Pine. Also, I thinks we might have a common enemy.''
''Last week, one of our own was taken. Agent Pine is one of the best agents we've had in over a century. She is clearance level 9 and on her way to level 10,'' Fury started. They we're in a conference room, agent's on one side of the table, the demigod's on the other. Fury stood at the foot of the table, hand behind his back and looking as intimidating as usual. ''Two weeks ago, Agent Pine had a mission in south Iran, you will not receive the details of the mission, but you should know my niece could do it. She's twelve. After not activating her become in time, we sent in an extraction team to find her and bring her back. She was gone. SO was the whole camp-site of the Iran war criminals. We suspect they had something to do with her disappearance, and now, your friends.''
Annabeth raised her hand and looked at Fury with a calculating look that was meant to intimidate and show Fury she was worthy of respect, but if he felt anything from the look, he did not show it.
''Yes, well, how do you know it's the same people that abducted both our..'' She looked as if she was searching for the right word. Friends? Allies? Campers?
''Well, to answer your question, we just do.'' His tone left no room for argument. ''As you are not even a SHIELD in training, it would not be sufficient to let you access SHIELD classified information, but looking at your face, I realize you need more than my say. Agent Jackson.'' Fury sat down on his chair and looked at Percy. With a nod, Percy stood – hands in front of him, legs slightly apart and straight back – looking at the three campers.
''I was one of the agents send after Agent Pine and as team-captain, it was my duty to go in first. The location was an abandoned warehouse that was, well, abandoned. The only thing left was blood on the floor, a few bottles of alcohol and this,'' Percy said in a voice that reeked authority. He took out a little black bow from a pocket Helena hadn't even seen and opened it. He slowly turned the box upside down and emptied the box's content on the glass table. Out came a small piece of… snake skin?
''This skin tissue has been tested by various SHIELD biologists and has tested positive for human DNA, mixed with that of a snake. This has made us believe, we are dealing with a mutant with some of the powers of the snake. ''A deep breath, even though none of them could see he was even blinking.'' It has also come to our attention, you have found something of resemblance off this on your crime scenes.'' He finished and with a small smirk, he sat down between Barton and Romanoff. When no one wanted to speak, Chiron took the burden of his two camper's shoulders.
''Yes, it would seem so, although, I am quite concerned of how exactly you came across that information.'' The warm look in the centaurs eyes almost made Percy want to break down and admit everything ; all the horrible things he had done ; every last bit of information they had on this case, but just before he was nearing his line, Natasha saved him.
''We have our contacts.'' And that was that.
''Hey, horsie, do you... ehm... could you come with me today? You know how Carol gets when it's Fridays.''
''Yeah , sure Birdie, when we leaving?'' Percy asked as he flatted out his still unruly hair. He had tried shaving it off once, and regrown it to see if that would help, but it just made it worse once it was out to the original length, so he just decided to buy box's filled with hair wax. He, and Clint, were currently in a changing room, where they changed out of their SHIELD uniforms and into more mundane clothes. He had a pair of black jeans, a pair of black sneakers, a white tee and a black leather jacket. His helmet was currently on the counter in front of him Clint dressed almost identical, only he had a dark blue T-shirt that had the logo of a hawk and the text CAW CAE MOTHERFUCKERS. Natasha got it for him, he was really proud.
''Like, now? I need to pick up Kat before,'' he checked the rolex on his wrist.'' I need to be there in 15 minutes, so you sure you wanna come?''
'' Yeah, I mean, what are brother-assassins for?''
AN: Ok, I know its been a while, but there isn't really a cure for writingblock. I now have some ideas of what to make of this story and will be writing as much as I can. I know this one was short, but I can't cram anymore in. I hope you've enjoyed it more than me because I'm not so sure about this chapta. Well, please leave a review before you leav, even if you're a guest. I really need toto now my class is starting.